Chapter 145 The Edge of Anger

Guan Shenyue was born into a wealthy family in Xijie City, but his wealth was not so conventional - most of the men in the Guan family were local thugs and bullies, and their profession was to rob and divide the spoils.

When a Taoist priest dressed strangely came uninvited and claimed that the thirteen-year-old boy had a Taoist root, his father shook his fist and said, "Whoever grabs it will own it. If you want to take things away from the Guan family, you have to see if you have the ability."

The Taoist priest had this ability. The most capable men in the Guan family flew to the roof without even moving their fingers, and their opponents did not even use the paper talismans commonly seen in Xijie City.

The thirteen-year-old Guan Shenyue cheered for the strange Taoist priest and made up his mind to practice at that time. His father was a smooth old man in the world. He immediately changed his attitude, enthusiastically kept the Taoist priest, and secretly sent people to inquire about the details of the "Tao root". When he understood the general meaning, after a simple calculation, he became the biggest supporter of his son's practice.

Like all the children who just entered the Pangshan Daoist school, Guan Shenyue developed a kind of unique pride. After he had some understanding of the Daoist school, his ideal quickly changed from "the most powerful fighter in Xijie City" to "the youngest genius in the nine Daoist schools".

In Yangshen Peak, he found that there were geniuses everywhere who were similar to him or even more unique, but he was used to being the leader of the children. At home, if he lost a fight with other children, his father would beat him again. Guan Shenyue cleverly turned this competitive spirit into a driving force for practice, which made him stand out among the same batch of disciples, successfully opened up and passed the customs, and was finally selected by the Five Elements Department.

There are more geniuses on Laozu Peak. Some of them, especially those Daoist disciples, are so smart that they are terrifying. They understand those mysterious and obscure Daoist philosophies as soon as they hear them, as simple as which hand to use in a fight.

Guan Shenyue worked hard, but he was gradually left behind, and it was at this stage. His impulse to challenge the rules in his bones was revived. Contemplation requires a quiet environment. The Dujiao of Yangshen Peak, the disciples who practiced together, and the serious Taoists on Laozu Peak all said so and emphasized it repeatedly, resulting in Guan Shenyue always wanting to shout loudly to try the effect.

This impulse was so strong that it seriously conflicted with Guan Shenyue's practice habits for several years, so that although he had long reached the standard of condensing qi into a pill, he failed to succeed even after several attempts.

So he was sent to Zhiyong Institute. Soon he admitted with frustration and excitement that he liked the atmosphere and rules here more. The set of rules on the streets of Xijie City was still effective in Zhiyong Institute. He successfully became the new "big brother" and had a group of brothers following him.

But Guan Shenyue didn't dare to go home. The old man of the Guan family had long announced to the public that his son was learning "magic without talismans." This was used to deter the enemies of the Guan family. Fortunately, he didn't know what Zhiyong Institute was, and thought that his son would continue to improve his magic here, so he encouraged his son to stay, five years or ten years would be fine, but he must return to Xijie City before he died, and he had to return in glory.

That's why Guan Shenyue is grateful to Xiaoqiu and Lao Niang.

For him, it's not difficult to condense the pill. The most difficult thing is to untie the knot. Laozufeng is a strict school, where there are many geniuses waiting to be cultivated, and it's rare to teach a certain ordinary disciple in accordance with his aptitude. Guan Shenyue regained his confidence in cultivation in Muma Valley. When he had enough pills, it was easy to condense the qi into pills.

The biggest stone in Guan Shenyue's heart fell, and it was replaced by a flourishing love. He fell in love with Lao Niang, and he couldn't forget her even after his confession failed. In his family, women like Yang Qingyin are normal. Her "Lao Niang" can resonate with the women of the Guan family.

After a long talk with Shen Jixian, the head of the Five Elements Department, on Laozufeng, Guan Shenyue realized that he had to choose between love and continuing to practice. Since love failed, his choice was very simple.

This is why he made a promise to return to Zhiyongso but broke his promise, and why he spoke upside down when he saw Yang Qingyin again later.

But he felt guilty, thinking that he had failed Xiaoqiu and his friends, so he often took time to monitor Shen Shang's movements. He hoped that there would always be a moment to repay everyone.

When this moment came, the ending was beyond his expectations.

Qi Wuxia burst out with all his strength, easily tearing off Guan Shenyue's two arms. The six-zhang monster body after expansion made Xiaoshan suddenly grow taller, and the remaining body of Taoist Pangshan fell to the ground like a fallen leaf.

The incident happened too suddenly and too tragically, and no one screamed. Even Zhou Ping and Xiao Qingtao, who were usually timid, did not make a sound, but just stared blankly at the body falling from the sky and the blood mist scattered all over the sky.

Yang Qingyin jumped high and caught Guan Shenyue in mid-air.

The son of a bully in Xijie City, disdains to please the prince of his country, and would rather follow the foul-mouthed Taoist girl and the brave and courageous boy from Yelin Town. He fell into the arms of his beloved, blood gushing out but refusing to cry out in pain. Suddenly, he regretted it very much. As a result, he did not stay in the Five Elements Department, but used the last period of time to stay by his mother's side. How good would it be?

"Don't tell... my father... I lost so badly..." Guan Shenyue's blood and words flowed out of his mouth together. He had too many things to say, but he could only choose the most important one, "Thank... Xiaoqiu for me..."

Yang Qingyin was born in an ancient Taoist family. She had already begun to learn how to control her emotions before she formally started to practice. Her elders always told her: "Let your heart be like a lake, like a mirror, reflecting happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy, but not being moved by it." , this is success.”

Therefore, she can act recklessly, swear a lot, and shed tears for her destined fate, but her mood has never wavered. She is still an excellent Taoist daughter, and in the eyes of her family, she is enough to take on the task of giving birth to a prodigy.

So she smiled. She would not imitate secular women and cry bitterly. If the person who loved her was going to die, she would show her most beautiful side. "Fool..." she said, but her voice choked uncontrollably, "Oh. , Fool, do you know that you are going to hurt me badly?"

The corners of Guan Shenyue's mouth twitched, trying hard to give a smile. He understood the meaning of this sentence and wanted to say something more, but the blood in his mouth kept gushing out, and the red in front of his eyes became thicker and thicker, covering Seeing my mother's appearance, he wanted to reach out and push away the red...

Qi Wuxia returned to his normal body shape and stood more than ten steps away from Pangshan disciples, looking more excited than anyone else, "Sorrow can strengthen the power of the grief array. Cry, humans, use your tears to pay homage to the dead, millions of demons If you die at the hands of Taoism, your compensation is far from enough!"

Then he pointed at the expressionless young man, "And you, Mu Xingqiu, show your anger, and the devil will appear together, and all problems will be solved."

This is not the first time Xiaoqiu has faced death, but he has never been as angry as he is now. When Erliang died, grief and confusion diluted his hatred. At this moment, he only had the purest resentment.

But he didn't move. Even though the flames burned his body, he still maintained a trace of calmness. This was the result of several years of practice and one of his characteristics that had been revealed since he was a child.

Qi Wuxia smiled and said, "I can see that you tried to form a boxing formation but couldn't do it right. Haha, because you are Taoist priests who compare and compete with each other and will never follow another person wholeheartedly. Look at this sad formation. , if the old woman from the Mei family had not gained the trust and admiration of these people, it would not be effective at all. You have to be like her and make your partners believe in you, respect you, and be willing to sacrifice their lives for you. Only in this way can we work together. As one, form a boxing formation.”

Xiao Qiu turned around and glanced at her companions. Guan Shenyue was no longer alive. Yang Qingyin was holding him in a daze. Fear gradually took over the faces of the others. Only Xiao Qingtao bit her lip and still maintained her fighting spirit.

He knew that Qi Wuxia was not lying, and he also knew that it was impossible for these people to form a boxing formation, even if they were given a lot of time. The practice of giving up oneself and following another person wholeheartedly was incompatible with the practice of Taoism. The demon clan that has not yet been fully civilized can easily form a demon formation.

Xiao Qiu didn't understand why the successor of Nian Xin Ke showed him the Bone Forging Fist from the beginning, misled him, and then taught him the song of leading the beast to nine transformations in his dream, but he understood what Mei Chuan'an did more than ten years ago. Feeling: Working hard to chase a goal, only to find it is useless just when the goal is about to be achieved.

He spoke without a trace of anger in his voice, "I'm very curious, how did you convince Granny Mei to work for the demon clan?"

Qi Wuxia raised his head and glanced at the moon. He still had a little time. If he wanted to separate the Demon King from the boy, wwkansh. c He had to make Mu Xingqiu even angrier, "It's very simple. The old woman from the Mei family preached everywhere, and even went deep into the Kingdom of Sheshen. She always told people about her son and the spell. That was a useless spell. Mr. Yishi gave It was infused with witchcraft, and the old woman was very happy, thinking that it was the work of her son. I pretended to be the messenger of the Ancient God and talked with her a lot. She was very useful, and she firmly believed that everything she did was the will of the Ancient God. And she hates Pangshan Taoism, which makes the whole plan even more perfect. She is now half conscious and half controlled by me, so she is much more useful than a pure puppet."

Qi Wuxia looked at Mu Xingqiu proudly, but was soon disappointed that the young man's expression did not become even more angry.

"Mr. Yishi?" Xiaoqiu has never heard of this name before, "Is this the person who told you that I am the 'Messenger of the Demon Race'?"

"It's not important. The key is that I know this information is very accurate. If you don't want to shed more blood, just let the devil leave. It's very simple. Just vent your anger."

Xiaoqiu was full of anger and wanted to vent it. He glanced at his friends around him again, turned around and walked towards the edge of the emotional array, not Qi Wuxia. He said to the old woman outside the array: "Grandma Mei, Listen to the correct spell that Mei Chuanan left for me at that time."

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